08-04-2018, 12:52 PM
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As if beckoned by some omnipresent force determined to keep her at Mosa's side, Amren stepped from the shadows to press against her sister. Tanglewood. She wanted to go there too- not because it was a stinky, dark, and dangerous swamp but because it was a stink, dark, and dangerous new place that would provide an adventure unfound within the Rosebloods territory. Her and Mosa could wreck a little havoc as well and maybe, just maybe, have the opportunity to do it all unmonitored by their parents. She loved them, really she did, but the desire to escape and raise hell with her favorite sister at her side was an overwhelming, unescapable one. [b][color=#414a4c]"Let's go," Amren whispered softly, a wicked light dancing within those glowing silver eyes of her. They were still relatively small creatures - Amren especially - and it'd be ridiculously easy to slide away unnoticed by the crowd. She didn't know just how far Tanglewood was from home but figured that the journey would be just as fun as the actual destination. [color=#414a4c]"Maybe..." She mused aloud, a mischievous grin expanding upon smokey-black lips, [color=#414a4c]"Maybe we can ride an alligator."
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